My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 271 Seven Souls Return to Origin
Two days later, in the underground chamber.

boom!
Another black wooden horse exploded into pieces in front of Chen Mu.

"Headache!" Chen Mu frowned and pressed his temples hard with both hands.

He was really having a headache.

"I can't practice anymore today." He was afraid he'd explode.

Black smoke billowed out, and the messy underground chamber was cleaned up.

He no longer stayed in the secret room.

He leaped onto the ground, arrived at the porch in front of the wooden house, slumped into the rocking chair, held a cup of calming herbal tea, stared blankly at the stars, and was completely languid.

It was already two or three in the morning, and apart from the occasional chirping of insects and birds, Pengyue Mountain was completely quiet.

"You've oversimplified things," Chen Mu sighed.

It took him five days to train eleven wooden spirits.

This had already given him a splitting headache and made him suffer terribly.

"I'm not some tragic, resentful protagonist struggling to survive. Why should I work so hard?"

"If we make this money, we'll be happy."

"If you don't make money, there's no need to be upset."

Chen Mu comforted himself.

"We'll sell whatever we make. That's all we can do, nothing else!" Chen Mu, in a fit of despair, took a big gulp of herbal tea, summing it up in two words: give up!
In my past life, I was a laid-back office worker, so what's wrong with being a lazy bum in this life?
This is called staying true to your original aspiration!

"But... several thousand pieces of white jade coins, oh dear..."

……

The Second Reclamation Team of Yiyou District.

"Xiao Mu, is your injury still not fully healed?" Old Hao asked Chen Mu curiously.

"Illness comes like a landslide, but recovery is like pulling silk from a cocoon. It might take a month or two to recover," Chen Mu sighed.

Even though he reduced the intensity of his weapon-refining technique, he still had to expend a lot of mental energy every day.

"No wonder there are so few people who refine weapons and pills."

It's not just about preserving secrets and precious things; it's also something that most people can't handle.

"Here's a folk remedy for you, give it a try?" Old Hao handed Chen Mu a slip of paper.

"Thank you so much," Chen Mu said with a smile as he accepted the gift.

Hmm... this is the third folk remedy he has received.

It wasn't that he had great social skills; it was simply that his fifth-level cooking skills were too wonderful.

As for the effectiveness of folk remedies, well...

Chen Mu casually chopped down a large tree, counted its rings, and confirmed that it was only eighty-two years old. He then scoffed and ignored it.

He immediately picked the yellow gourd, leaned on the door panel guillotine, and stood next to the big tree, slacking off and taking a break.

After swallowing the refreshing and invigorating tea, Chen Mu felt a slight boost in his spirits and habitually recited the Heart-to-Heart Mantra.

hum!
A cool breeze suddenly rushed into my brain.

The scorching heat caused by the intense forging process was immediately extinguished.

The buzzing sound of the air conditioner suddenly disappeared from my mind.

Tranquility! A tranquility that made Chen Mu squint and tremble!

It took him a while to come to his senses, and he quickly brought up the gray wall.

Heart-to-Heart Mantra: 2/10000/Nine Ranks;

"The Heart-to-Heart Mantra has this effect?!" Chen Mu was overjoyed.

Upon closer examination, it became clear that it was not just that.

"The Seven Souls Return to Their Origin?"

"A secret technique similar to the Five Ghosts Possession Technique?!"

He practiced the Heart-to-Heart Mantra in order to monitor the seven brothers of Wushan.

It was only used to prevent these ruthless people from betraying me; I didn't have high expectations for it originally.

But now...

Surprise!

unexpected surprise!

Glancing around and finding no one paying attention, Chen Mu quietly activated the Heart-to-Heart Mantra.

"The Seven Souls Return to Their Origin!"

In an instant, the jade trembled slightly.

A strange connection suddenly emerged from the gray mist.

Seven bright spots appeared within the fog.

Chen Mu stared at the seven points.

One was the size of an egg and as bright as a lamp.

Five of them were the size of pearls, round and shiny.

The one on the far right was only the size of a soybean, and its light was faint.

"Lu Ku, Wu Ruo, Yu Lin, Xu Rao, Ai Ji, Shi Xian, Shang Huan?"

"Could this be one of their jade seeds?!" Chen Mu exclaimed in surprise. He tried to connect with one of the particularly active clusters of light.

Suddenly, an even more powerful cool sensation surged into his mind.

His depleted spirit from continuous weapon forging was immediately replenished.

He suddenly felt that he could stay up for three days and three nights without sleeping!
……

The third reclamation team of Bingchen District.

More than a dozen people stood silently, some cutting down trees, some carrying loads, some burning incense to drive away snakes and rats, and some using insects to clear bushes and weeds.

At the edge, the six siblings of Wushan gathered in front of a tree stump that was about half a person's height.

Ai Ji and Xu Rao stood on either side.

“Let’s break it down first,” Ai Ji said excitedly.

"Let me show you how powerful Grandpa Aiji is!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, rolled up his sleeve, and rested his elbow on the tree stump.

He then raised his head at Xu Rao, whose face was gloomy, his expression full of provocation.

"It seems they came prepared," Lu said with a wry smile to Wu Ruo beside him.

"Ah...it's probably because his Giant Spirit Mystic Arts have improved." Wu Ruo chuckled, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have suggested an arm wrestling match."

"It's a pity that the price of exotic beast materials is low recently. The last batch I snatched only sold for 681 pieces of white jade."

“Otherwise, we could raise the stakes of eighty white jade coins even further,” Wu Ruo said with a smile.

"One hundred for each person, eighty as a prize, that's quite a lot," Yu Lin said with a smile.

"Boss, come quick, it's your turn to be the referee." Ai Ji turned around and urged impatiently, "You got paid!"

"Coming right away." Lu stepped forward with a wry smile. He checked the two men's handshake posture to make sure both sides were ready.

"start!"

Click!

The large wooden stake, more than a meter in diameter, could not withstand the force of the two people and suddenly broke in the middle.

hum!
A layer of fluorescent white light instantly enveloped the tree stump.

The wooden stake, which was about to crumble, suddenly became hard.

Lu Ku withdrew his finger and said with a smile, "I didn't take this referee fee for a piece of white jade for nothing, did I?"

"Haha! Watch this!" Ai Ji laughed loudly, his right hand suddenly covered by rings of black spiritual energy.

A quarter of an hour later.

boom!
Ai Ji slammed Xu Rao's right arm hard onto the wooden stake.

"Victory!" Ai Ji grinned again.

Ignoring Xu Rao's gloomy expression, he urged the others repeatedly, "Hurry, hurry, come on, come on..."

Two quarters of an hour later.

Ai Ji successfully eliminated Yu Lin and faced off against Shi Xian, who had a bye.

"Are you sure you want to compete with me?" Ai Ji said smugly. "Didn't you see that I even managed to pin down that big guy Yu Lin?"

Shi Xian remained expressionless, his voice cold and clear: "What if you fart?"

You're the one who's talking nonsense!

Ai Ji stared at Shi Xian, utterly bewildered: "What nonsense are you spouting! What does arm wrestling have to do with farting?!"

"You've been holding back your energy. If you can't hold it in and fart, the power will leak out, and I might win," Shi Xian explained earnestly.

"Even if I fart, my power won't leak out!" Ai Ji glared at Shi Xian with an annoyed expression.

"Hurry up, I'm taking all eighty pieces of white jade!"

Half an hour later.

boom!
Ai Ji stared in disbelief at his right hand, which was being pressed against the wooden stake.

He looked up in astonishment at Shi Xian: "You..."

"You actually farted?" Shi Xian withdrew his hand in disgust.

Ai Ji's face immediately turned bright red.

"You don't have diarrhea, do you?" Shi Xian's eyes widened.

Ai Ji's neck veins bulged with anger. Just as he was about to curse, he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

Why are you so easily angered?

Not so much...

"Something's not right!" Lu Ku suddenly came to Ai Ji's side.

Ai Ji, looking flustered and weak, said, "I just feel weak all over. I swear I don't have diarrhea!"

The next moment, a faint, almost imperceptible sensation suddenly appeared in everyone's minds.

It felt as if someone were gently brushing a feather across the soles of your feet.

Gentle, slightly itchy.

"Gongsun Sheng!" Lu Ku's face immediately darkened.

(End of this chapter)